CHAPTER 23: Words...SAID, UNSAID.

MAHRUKH'S POV

"Am glad you are happy Mahrukh! at least that self imposed guilt should go away now" Waqas said and I looked at him, he smiled and I gave back.

"Thank you" I said lowly and he frowned, raising his eyebrow. "For giving me this confidence, for believing in me." I added still looking at his face and he smiled, staying quiet. There was something in his eyes that made me lower my gaze and I don't know why and how a smile appeared on my lips.

"I didn't do anything Mahrukh! It was already there..." he stated and I looked at him. "Courage" he added and I shook my head uncertainly. "Come on, it was already in you yar! Coming here all the way from Pakistan all alone, for the first time wo bhi without getting into any trouble is a big thing Mahrukh! Wo sab tum ne akley kia na?" he asked and I gave a faint nod. "Yahan reh ker survive kiya without having a family, koi bhi to nai tha tumharey pas....

"Aap to thy....." I dunno from where it came on my lips and he went a little speechless for a moment, I blinked my eyes realizing what I just said, he smiled softly.

"Mein tha nahee Mahrukh Jalal!..." he bent down towards me looking straight into my eyes and I went motionless. "Mein Hoon, or mein he rahoon ga Allah ne chaha to, aesey he hamesha tumharey sath" he added and his smile melted my heart, wetting my eyes a little and I looked down controlling the flood of emotion inside me.

"For enjoying this yummy cup of tea with you forever" He said cheekily and I looked up, he was holding his cup up in the air and I smiled.

"Mager... hum buhat alag hen ek doosrey se" I stated lowly and he frowned.

"Kis ne kaha?"

"Sab kehtey hen"

"Ghalat kehtey hen"

He said and I looked into his eyes.

"Hath do apna" he said all at once after putting his cup on the reeling and I frowned, before looking down at my hand following his gaze. "Come on Mahrukh!" he repeated and I slowly rose mine giving it in his cold hand, feeling a sudden electric shiver ran past my spine.

He came to my side and I moved a little, he stood with me with his shoulder touching mine, he was still holding my hand with his gaze upon it making it difficult for me to breath even.

"May be you are a Proton and I am an Electron attracted badly towards you, and both are completely opposite to each other. " he said and I looked to my left at his face with a frown, he looked back at me seriously then suddenly he burst up laughing..... He bent down holding his tummy and I just laughed looking at his funny expressions.

"Am sorry, I... suck at giving examples" He said in between laughing and I shook my head.

"Itni buri bhi nai thi example" I said and he stood straight, all red in face out of laughing.

"Okay then, another" he said and rubbed his chin as if thinking and I waited. "You are like thandi thandi coka cola ki bottle and I am like a plate of germa garam Biryani.... Can't stay away from each other." he seriously stated and I started laughing keeping a hand over my mouth while he just stared my face with a smile.

"Or may be you are the bottle of ketch up and I am French fries....?" I suggested and he smirked at once.

"Are you that HOT?" he shoot an eyebrow up with a smug on his face and my laughter faded into a nervous smile, with a blush on my cheeks.

"Why do you always do this?" I looked up at his eyebrow and said, trying to cool down the heat and he chuckled. 'I can never do this, raising only one eyebrow up" I added and he smiled.

"Chalo, lets give it a try" he said and I tried to raise my eyebrow up but instead of only one both of them shoot up and he rolled his eyes.

"One baby! Only one" he said and took a step towards me, put his index finger up over my left eyebrow, making my skin burn. For a moment I forgot what I was supposed to do. "This will stay down, now shoot the other up" he instructed looking at my eyebrows but my thoughts were somewhere else, lost into his eyes.

His gaze slowly shifted down and our eyes met.  His warm breath was caressing my lips while mine going berserk with nervousness and again overthinking.

The tip of his finger moved towards my temple and slowly he trailed it down to my cheek to my jawline. His thumb softly touched my lower lip and I gulped down, looking into his darkening eyes. His eyes searched mine before moving down to my lips.... Which were burning already under the touch of his thumb.

"Viks Mamoo!" Suddenly Shayan's voice came like a thunder and he looked away, detaching his thumb from my lip and I took a step back... in extreme embarrassment, what the hell were we up to?

"um yeah! Am here Shayan!" his voice laced with awkwardness as he called him and Sahayan came running into the terrace.

"Mamoo! I need my consoles" he said tugging on his pent and he looked down at his face.

"Go get them from the divider" he softly patted his cheek.

"No, I can't "Shayan pouted. "They are on the top shelf" he added and Waqas chuckled, nodding his head.

"Oh! Okay, come on" he said, holding his hand and turned to look at me, I tried hard to hide my nervousness and he smiled softly... "Aa jao neechey" he said softly with tilting his head a little and I blinked nodding my head, unable to even smile back.

WAQAS'S POV

"Thanks for coming champ!" I looked down at Shayan who looked up at me and frowned unable to get and I chuckled, ruffling his hair.

"bacha liya werna..." I shook my head, jerking the thought away and we went down stairs, I took out the consoles and handed them to Shayan and Emaan who ran into the TV lounge and I sighed deep, letting out a breath easing my pounding heart.

"You should apologize Waqas!" I shook my head in disapproval. "What the hell were you doing man?" I was about to turn when I bumped into someone.

"Oye hoye! Kis k khayalon mein khoye hue hen Mr?" Nosh said smiling cheekily and before I could respond, Mahrukh came into the hall, still looking flushed. Shitt!

"Nosheen aapi!" she halted near the door and Nosh turned to look at her. "I should be going now" she added, I stared her face, she wasn't looking at me at all.

"Yeah! Waqas will drop you" Nosh said and she looked at me for a split second before looking back at Nosh.

"Ji" she said and Nosh smiled turning back to me. "with much pleasure" She smirked at me.

"Jao Mauj karo putter!" she winked at me and I rolled my eyes. "Shut up!"

She chuckled and I picked up my car keys from the divider, heading towards the exit. Mahrukh left the hall and I followed her. Coming out of the house, I headed to open the door for her and she sat inside. I shut the door; my eyes were constantly on her face trying to read her expressions....

 May be she is hurt, or scared or... ch! Waqas! Ullo k pathey! Control nai hota tujh se, kia soch rahi ho gi wo tery barey mein. jahan ka desperate Kameena hea tu. I drove the car out, inside lamenting and cursing myself over what just happened.

"Waqas!" she softly called my name and I looked at my right, she was looking at me.... "It's okay" She said and I frowned a little. "Don't curse yourself" she bit her lip looking down and I looked back on the road, letting out that caught up breath.

"No, am... am sorry Mahrukh! I...

"It's okay, seriously am fine" She cut me in the middle assuring me and I pressed my lips together, nodding my head.

"Tum bhi soch rai ho gi kia desperate banda hea...." I said disapprovingly, and she shook her head a little, I looked at her face and found a trace of smile there on her lips.

"Jis shaks k sath meri shadi hone ja rahi thi wo buhat pesey wala tha... bara nam tha us ka, politician banney ja raha tha" She started saying, and I looked at her face again, for the first time she was talking about him. "agar us shaks mein kuch nai tha to wo thi izzat... qaddar, wo aurat ki izzat nai ker sakta tha" she added looking down at her hands. "Mein ne hamesha aurat ko, lerki ko bus ek istimal kiye jane wali cheez ki terha dekha hea Waqas!" my heart skipped a beat as she called my name with such softness.

"Aap jab meri izzat kerte hen to kia mehsoos kerti hoon mein, ye lafzon mein bayan kerna buhat mushkil hea" she said and I felt my heart melting inside my cage, my grip firm over the steering and I looked at her who was still looking down in her lap fidgeting with her fingers.

"Love and respect, this is the feeling that I had never felt before" she added almost into a whisper and a tear fell down over her hand. I felt a little moisture at the corner of my eye and I looked out, we were crossing a bridge, slowly I drove my car to the corner and parked it.

"Mahrukh!" I looked at her and she looked up at my face, a frown appeared on her forehead instantly.

"Waqas aap?...aap......" her eyes were worriedly searching mine, and I wiped the moisture away from the corner of my eye.

"jab tum mera naam leti ho na to apne he naam per piyaar aney lagta hea" I smiled but she still looked at me with a worried expression.

"Am sorry... I shouldn't have...

"Can I hug you Mahrukh?" I asked, looking into her eyes and she went quiet at once... her expressions softens slowly and I opened the door walking to Mahrukh's side, opening her door I extended my hand towards her. She slowly gave her hand in mine and I pulled her out of the car, her free hand was resting over the door and slowly shut it back taking her hand in mine.

I looked down at our hands, my thumbs rubbing over her soft knuckles and I looked up; her hair flying in the air and nose all red out of cold, her lips slightly parted and eyes fixed on me... I rolled my tongue over my lips.

"Mahrukh I..." I halted looking back at our hands.

"You?" she asked and I looked up into her red slightly wet eyes. "I have fallen in love with you" I said and she blinked for a couple of times her eyes searching my face and I took a step towards her, our mingled hands were the only distance left between us.

"I do not claim to be the best husband or the perfect man for you Mahrukh!" I said and she silently looked at my face. "But I promise that I will love you and respect you till my last breath" a tear rolled down her cheek. "Or dua kerta hoon Mahrukh! k Allah mujhe is qabil banaye k mein tumhari aanhon mein ye aansoo na aaney doon" I wiped the tear now sliding towards her jawline and she hiccupped.

"Shadi karo gi mujh se?" I asked and she sniffled like a kid, before nodding her head and I smiled broadly.

Taking a step forward I pulled her into me and wrapped my arms around her, she went all stiff in my arms but slowly raised her hands and fisted my jacket, hiding her face in my collar she sobbed silently and I stroked her hair softly.

SHEHRY'S POV

"Shehry! Navera buhat achi lerki hea, thori na samajh hea mager... she is wonderfull person"

"Sarmad bhai! I know she is really good but what should I do with that? I mean why are you telling me all this?" I folded my shirt and placed it in the suitcase open wide on the bed in front of me.

"Shehry! you know very well why am telling you this" He held my arm, making me look at him. "Q? nai janta tu?" He frowned and I sighed deep.

"Sarmad bhai! am not interested in her or any girl, why don't you people understand?" I asked in frustration and he rolled his eyes.

"To tu lerkon mein interested hea phir?" he kept his hands over his waist and I raised my eyebrow.

"Ye joke tha?" I asked sarcastically and he sighed a little.

"Dekh Shehry! shadi ker le... Navera changi kurri hea"

"Te mein kadon aakha k changi nai hea Sarmad Bhai! tussi ker lo viyah... char jaaiz hen" I said and he slapped my head lightly, I shook my head and looked down to my suitcase, resumed packing my stuff.

"She likes you Shehry!" he said out of no where and I looked up at his face. "wo pasand kerti hea tumhen" he added.

 I knew it... I so knew it, something was strange in her behaviour lately I couldn't get. But I never realized it can be the reason.

I sighed deep before standing back straight. "Sarmad bhai! Navera is a nice girl but I... I have never thought about her like this" I said and he looked unconvinced. "yaqeen janiye mein usey khush nai rakh sakta" I said seriously. "In fact I can make nobody happy now" I almost said to myself.

"and when I know that am not capable of making her happy then I don't think so I have any right of spoiling her life" I said firmly and he just stared my face.

"Tu abhi bhi piyar kerta hea us se?" he asked and I remained silent.

"Naheen.... Han.. pata nahee' I shrugged my shoulders and he rolled his eyes in irritation.

"Han- nai- pata naheen, what is this shitt Shehry?" He asked angrily and I bit my lip to hide my smile.

"Sarmad Bhai!"I rested my hands on his shoulders looking at his frowning face. "I know you are concerned about me, but trust me... am happy in my work, in my life" I stated honestly. "I don't need any wife or any one to make it better... as it is already the best" I smiled and he sighed deep.

"so you will say a no to her?" he asked and I frowned.

"Matlab?" I frowned as I picked up the belt from the bed and was about to put it in the suitcase.

"Matlab ye ko wo aa rahi hea.. tujh se milne or may be she is coming to conf...

"What the fuck!" I cursed loud and he shot an eyebrow up. "Kia Sarmad Bhai! ap ne bataya na usey k mein jar aha hoon aj?" I asked making a face and he crossed his arms over his torso.

"YES" he said firmly. "And she is coming... you better think for some good reason for saying a no to her" He warned me and I rolled my eyes.

"Because the shit that you just gave me... is not gonna work on her, she is stubborn and she is in love" He patted my shoulder. "or kisi ziddi insaan ko jab muhabbat hoti hea na to duniya ukhaar nai sakti us ka kuch" he flaunted and I slowly slided his hand off my shoulder, he was clearly amused at my helplessness.

"Ji buhat shukriya ap k cheap filmy dialogues ka" I gave a fake smile and he laughed. "U bap chale jaiye yahan se nai to qatal hon jaen ge merey hathon" I made a face warning him and he chuckled.

"Chalo mein chalta hoon, tu ker Handel ub" He winked before leaving my room and I threw the belt hard on the floor.

HUSSAIN'S POV

"Us ne mujhe bataya tak nai tha k wo ja rahi hea" I was literally in shock, Maheen left for Riyadh a night back and she didn't even inform me once.

"Ch! She wasn't even sure herself about her seat Hussain!... wahan se uncle ne he us ki return seat kerwa di thi. He wanted to give her a surprise, that's why just a day back he informed her, kis azaab se packing ki hea hum dono ne mil ker us ki na pooch." I told him and he shook his head disapprovingly.

"And then again you were in Texas, yahan hotey to inform kerti na" I tried to convince him.

"Don't take her side Mahrukh! She could have inform me, if she wanted to" I made a face.

"What do you expect? she will announce it over, in the morning assembly that Hey every one, it is to ardently inform you all that I, Maheen Imran is leaving for Riyadh for about a month, so please do miss me at my back" Mahrukh literally mimicked her tone and said with a sweet smile on her face, I rolled my eyes.

"Funny" I gave her a fake smile and she giggled a little. "And am not talking about every one, am talking about me..." I pointed a finger to my chest and she smiled meaningfully at me, I frowned. "What?"

"Nothing... lagta hea you are missing her already" Mahrukh said and I shook my head.

"Koi nai... mein kun miss kerne laga usey, jae jahan jana hea." I said carelessly, despite the fact I was diying inside over the fact that she won't be here for a whole month and above that she didn't tell me that she was going.

"Mujhe bataye bager chali gai" I said to myself feeling extremely bad, it was true I was missing her... her smile, her giggling I was so damn used to of her around me all the time.

"Typical shohron ki terha moo phulaya hua hea tum ne" Mahrukh joked and I remained quiet, not feeling like smiling even.

"Hussain!" Mahrukh called my name and I looked at her, there was a soft smile playing on her lips. "Wo buhat achi lagti hea na tumhen" she asked looking into my eyes and for a moment I just went speechless, couldn't understand what to say in return.

"Tumhen nai achi lagti?" I asked like a total idiot and she rolled her eyes.

"lagti hea... but utni nai jitni tumhen lagti hea" she stated and I smiled.

"Utni lagni bhi nai chaiye kisi or ko" I said, almost to myself.

"Oye hoyeee" She chimed and I chuckled shaking my head. "So what are you waiting for Hussain? Go and tell her" Mahrukh said in rather excited tone and I sighed. "Come on Hussain! call her, and surprise her"

"No, I won't" I shook my head firmly and she frowned. "Saza hea ub to us ki, nahi bataoon ga.... Kuch bhi nai bataoon ga" I crossed my arms over my torso and she chuckled.

"You are reacting like a two year old Hussain!" I remained silent, still feeling bad.

"Waqai mein tum bachey ho...Maheen wrote right about you in One Heart t.....

"What?"

Suddenly she halted in her sentence as I frowned looking at her, she looked flushed all at once as if she said something wrong and I felt my heart skipped a beat.

"Maheen wrote about me in what?... One Heart Two Souls, right?" the first thing that slipped from my mouth and she looked here and there.

"Um... I.. I should go, have a class" Mahrukh hurriedly got up over her feet, dusting the grass blades off her shirt she headed towards her department while I just sat there still in the trance of what she said... and what she didn't.

Kia mein sahee soch raha hoon?...

Mahee... Maheen...

Maheen Imran... Maleeha Imran...  for a moment I just couldn't think straight, my mind was completely blank and was not at all accepting what my heart was shouting out loud.

If things going on in my mind were true, this would definitely be the biggest shock of my life, i had never ever imagined this thing.... Maheen being with me for last almost one year, being such a close friend...could hide such a thing from me? Impossible.....

I hurriedly turned around and found Mahrukh walking in quick paces towards her department, I hurriedly got up, holding my bag I ran towards her.

"hey Mahrukh!" she didn't turn though I knew she must have heard my voice.

"Mahrukh! Stop.... Please!" I held her arm as she was about to enter into the lobby and she looked at me, her face was still flushed and eyes full of worry.

"You are hiding something... right?" I asked frowning, looking straight into her eyes and she gulped down.

"Noth....nothing Hussain! let me go its my class" She tied to get her arm off my grip and I shook my head.

"Tell me what were you saying.... Kia chupa rahi ho Mahrukh!" I said and she looked at me as if was about to burst up crying.

"Samajh to mein already gaya hoon..but I want to hear it from you" I said and she sighed deep.

"Hussain! please... am not the right person to tell you anything" She said and I frowned.

"I won't let you go unless you will tell me.... what story you were talking about." I said loud and clear and she searched my eyes.

"Agar tum samajh he gaye ho to You should better ask Maheen" She said. "She has all the right to tell you or... or to hide it from you" She added and I let her arm go slowly.

"Itni bari bat chupaai us ne mujh se" I almost said to myself in utter disbelief. "bataya q nai us ne mujhe?"

"She never knew it, that... that you are...

"That I read her story?" I completed her sentence and she sighed a little, a smile was there on her face.

"So she was a fan all that time... even before that" I chuckled a little, looking into space, still trying to process the fact.

"And look at the funny side, she was your fan and you were her's" Mahrukh stated smiling and I looked at her.

"Ub to double saza...." I announced firmly and she chuckled. "tum dekhna, mein kerta kia hoon" I took a step back and Mahrukh smiled shaking her head. "don't tell her han, please" I said and she nodded her head before waving bye, I waved back and she went into the lobby.

"That is why I kept her calling her as Maleeha Imran and she never bothered, she never even asked me once about this Maleeha Imran...." I thought to myself. "Saali! jhooti! mujh se behter jaanti thi na Maleeha Imran ko... tabhi to nai poochti thi" I shook my head disapprovingly, a girl passing by looked at me weirdly and i realised I was talking to myself.

"Maheen Imran!.... Changa ni keeta, hun te changi ni honi tuwadey nal vi" I walked back towards the ground, with an idiot smile spread across my face.

The only tension I had now was how the hell I was going to spend this one whole month.... Damn!

Am missing you Miss Writer.

NAVERA'S POV

"Am sorry.. Am so sorry to keep you waiting" I heard his voice and turned around, finding him coming towards the couch on which I was sitting all nervously trying to calm my effin' crazy heartbeats.

He came and sat in front of me on another couch and smiled, I smiled back literally melting inside,

why was he so HOT?.

"So, how are you?" He asked, his eyes on me and hands clasped with each other...

he was making it even hard to breath, how on earth I would be able to tell him what I feel for him?.

"Am good" I smiled. "How are you?" I asked, sounding like a dumbo and he gave his all time fresh... cute smile. "Perfect as always"

"So you are leaving for Lahore?" I asked biting my lip and he nodded his head.

"Yup! Ap ki Amaan ne kahan sakoon se rehne dena hea mujh ghareeb ko" He said making a face and I giggled.

"Tum batao, kia lo gi?" he asked warmly and I thought for a while

 Navera! Jo kehne aai hea wok eh de is se pehle k tera BP low ho jaye or tu hospital mein apri miley. Why the eff he is so influencing? Sab bhool jata hea is k samne aa ker.

"Umm anything" I shrugged my shoulders and he smiled, snapping his fingers he got up from the couch.

"Just gimme a minute" he announced and hurried towards the kitchen I guess, I let out a breath and felt a little at ease now.

I was looking here and there when suddenly my eyes caught sight of something and my gaze got fixed on it, it was a huge framed picture of Shehryar with... a girl, she was wearing a yellow knee length frock, her hair were straight and sleek hanging down in air, she had cute red pumps in her feet which were not on the ground as Shehryar had picked her up in air from behind holding her by her waist and they were laughing. 

Unintentionally I got up from the couch and went straight to the wall having the frame, Shehryar looked so happy, and carefree and full of life, the girl was pretty too.

Was she his... wife?

He was still having it here, may be Mom was right, may be he is still in love with her....

"Hey!" I heard his voice at my back and I turned around at once, hiding my discomfort. He was holding a tray having a platter and two large glasses having sprinkle drinks but his gaze was now on the frame too, I felt the happy smile was gone and a grim one took place.

He placed the tray on the table and walked in my direction.... Still looking at the frame.

"Sara" he mouthed looking at the girl, I saw shine in his eyes and looked away from his face. "My wife" he added.

"Was you wife" I said and he looked at me, I tried to hide my emotions.

"Yeah! Was my wife...mager pata nai q Navera! jo log dil mein bus jatey hen wo zindagi se bhaley chale jaen, is dil se nai jatey" he placed his hand over his heart, his eyes till on the frame and I gulped down.

"You.... you still love her?" I asked and he looked at me, I wanted to look away but got lost in his eyes.

"Muhabbat ek bar hoti hea Navera!" He sighed a little. "Chahe nakam ho jaye ya kamyaab, phir dobaara nai hoti" he added, I felt his eyes were boring in my soul and I looked away, feeling my heart beat increasing and my breath going a little rag.

 Itni door kharey ho ker bhi he was driving my inside crazy, Sara k to itne pas tha... phir bhi q us ne chor diya Shehryar ko? Kese reh paai ho gi wo Shehryar k bager? Kese ji paii ho gi?

"Hey?' He waved his hand in front of my face and I came out of my stupor.  I blinked my eyes as I tried to smile.

"Come on!" he said and walked back to the couch, I followed him with heavy heart.

"So what were you saying? Kuch kehna tha tum ne?" He asked and I shook my head lightly, looking down.

"Nothing" I mouthed and he frowned, taking a sip from his drink. "I just wanted to say... Good bye" I added and he smiled.

"Kabhi Alvida na kehna... remember?" Shehryar winked with a sweet smile and I giggled, despite the fact I wanted to hug him and cry hard over his shoulder.

"yeah! Hum hen rahi piyar k phir milen ge.....

"Chaltey chaltey" Shehryar completed my dialogue and I smiled, he reciprocated.

SHEHRY'S POV

I took a sip looking at her face, she was looking down at her glass, somewhere deep down I felt bad for her; may be I shouldn't have done this to her, may be I should have listened to what she was trying to say....

 But janta to hoon mein k wo kia kehna chahti thi, us k keh dene k bad mein ese inkar kerta usey... sherminada nai kerna chahta tha mein usey.

"Chalo, I should leave now" she looked up and smiled lightly, I smiled back. "You should take rest before leaving". She added and got up from the couch, I stood up as well.

"yeah! bus am left with a bit of packing" I said and she nodded her head. We came out of the little lounge adjescent to my hotel room and she halted in the door frame and turned to look at me. I could sense her grimness, that shadow on her face... I wish I could do something for her, to make her feel better at least.

"Take care" she said in almost a whisper, her eyes slightly wet and I gulped down the lump in my throat, she looked down at her hands still standing there.

After processing it in my mind for a minute , I took a step closer to her and she looked up at my face blinking her eyes. I slowly raised my arms and bent down wrapping it around her... she hurriedly wrapped her arms around my waist, hiding her face in the side of my collar she hugged me tight,  I felt a little moisture over my neck.

"I will miss you" she said in a muffled tone and I chuckled, my chin was resting over her head.

"I am not leaving the world Navera!" I joked and she looked up at my face at once, with a frown on her face.

"Shut up!" she said and I pressed my lips in a hard line, hiding my grin. We pulled back and she cleared her throat a little.

"Bye!" I said and she smiled softly in a grim way, she waved her hand before leaving and I stood there for a minute then sighing deep I shook my head and stepped back into my room.

Heading into the hall, I went straight towards the front wall and took off the Frame, turning it back I took out the picture out of it and my gaze got fixed upon it; my heart skipped a beat remembering those days....happy days they were, when I had never thought about this;

throwing the empty frame on the couch, I held the picture in front of my face and tore it up into tiny bits... and threw them up in air, making them fall down on to my feet.

"This is what you did to my life Sara!" I said to myself. "Jab saath he nai raha... muhabbat he nai rahi to in be-jaan cheezon ki kia ahmiyat?" stepping on to the bits of my happiness now shattered on the floor, I walked into the bedroom.

I had to leave for Lahore in about a couple of hours.....

Ahhh lost of words I must say ;)

finally Waqas bhai and Mahrukh Bhabi ;)

But still some remained unsaid :(

And finally Hussain came to know about OHTS and the Miss Writer's little secret ;)

Stay tuned to read on :)

Love u all <3